I am all-powerful, unlimited love.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → My children are fought, struggling in the vanity of confusion, not living in intelligence, living in misery, wandering in places, thoughts that do not exist, that they can not recognize, because every day the world seduces, fascinates them, makes them weak and fragile.
- → Every day their life breaks apart, because they do not want to recognize what is visible and nonexistent.
- → The road to the world was difficult, hard, because my child had not yet known what he had inside from the origin, what was important.
- → My children must recognize the poverty, the misery of the world, which hurts them, look inside themselves, wonder who they are, where they come from, who they belong to, who I am, what our relationship is, look at the world, what surrounds them, they must recognize why they feel weak, fragile, without resources.
- → My substance is pure and eternal.
- → I wish you precious, special, loved children, I wish you to know me, pass through every doubt with love, making your life clear, pure, joyful to love me, your father and God.
- → Pure and without bounds freedom makes them children.
- → I, the Lord, am infinite beauty, wisdom, pure light, shining, the splendor of the living, of every living, gentle relief, the one who searches the depths of the soul, almighty, eternal, just and source of living water.
- → This accomplishment is the certainty of the man who feels loved, desired, wanted by me, who understands the love he has for me, that overcomes and brings him into my eternity of father.
- → This is the time of love fully turned, projected, directed towards me, of announcement, of knowledge, of knowing me and my love, that my children know me as God, father, loved, desired, wanted as I desire and want them.
- → My teachings lead to eternity, to my kingdom, where I live blessed, among the blessed, among those who have longed for me, desired and loved me.
- → I'm with you and I always love you.
Relative arguments